Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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You mean during the thing, Sub?
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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They really do, I always chuckle a bit at chunky monkey.
Hah. You two are part of the reason I'm trying so hard. I rate you above myself. Along with Grampa "Asst. GM" Gen.
I've got something for that, as well. No telling til it happens however.Assuming you mean the thing we talked about, then yes.
The only other food a Saiyan fears, is a Chilidog cooked wrong. For it bites at both ends, and there are no hostages taken.
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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I haven't had a chance to really deal with this, but eating meat...especially flame cooked meat, does interesting things to Chromakains.
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I mean, it's not like I created the Tarot, I just crammed every character into its pigeonholes.
Broad, archetypal pigeonholes.
Hmm...PM me if you feel certain details are required. I'd be happy to help you kick it off or involve Ochazuke in a fashion.
Though Ochazuke will probably be occupied for a few days. Partially because of the pending bittersweet reunion with the mentor he left behind, partially because I'm wrapping my mind around how to write such a thing while Willa's still present on the Lookout.
See, despite the narrative framing her as one of the Four Kings of the Red Raiders, Kenshiko is not a Commissioned Officer. She was recruited, and was in the thick of things for four years until she made the grade of Master Sergeant, a rank that sounds way cooler than it is particularly prestigious. Formally I suppose it'd be more accurate to say she was a Master Gunny, but eh, it's already in writing.
Essentially, everybody killed at the Red Raider Base was somebody she fought beside and trained personally. The fallout is going to be a little difficult to render in words, frankly.
So, Kenshiko wouldn't want to hear the story of how Held drop-kicked one of her most heroic young comrades to death over a pretty ball?
I mean, to be fair, it was self-defense. Held wanted to let him go, but kid had a death wish.
I guess the question I'd be asking myself, in writing Kenshiko now is ...
"How do you come back from watching your world burn to ash around you, for the second time ?"
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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